Robin Hood(Jones Sparrow and inuyashachick13) IC

The city that never sleeps was chaotically calm. Cars drove, pedestrians walked, and the lights shown through the darkness of the cool weathered sky... Franklin Brolin, a multi-billionaire, was in his large office overlooking the Big Apple. He was expecting an employee to meet with him to discuss some... "private matter." He had a thing for cute little blonde's. He sat back, enjoying the thought.. .What was even better was that he was going on vacation this weekend thanks to slowly sipping money out of all his employee's bank accounts... Sure it would have hurt his morals, but he was rich now. There was no such thing as morals anymore. A knock on the door made him go back into reality. "Come in!" He called out, expecting the blonde... Seconds passed, and no response. The door didn't move. He called out again, then after a couple seconds he got up and opened the door.... No one. "What in the hell...?" He muttered, looking around into the dark hallway. He turned back and gasped as he saw a man in a green hoodie, black handkerchief over the bottom side of his face, wearing black pants and boots with gloves. He was playing with a pen he found on his desk, his feet up on the desk as he did so.

"So... Not only can you write with this... Its also a USB port..." He said, flicking the bottom of the pen off, examining it. He looked up, his dark green eyes sparkling with interest. "Hello Mister Brolin. My name is Robin Hood and I will be your robber tonight. The man named Robin Hood stood up, pulling out a knife from his pocket. "Step right up, don't be shy... I only want the millions you stole from your underpaid workers." Robin said, taking his arm and showing him back to the desk. "How did you...?" He started, terrified by how much this mystery man knew. Robin Hood shrugged. "Its amazing what the internet can show us... He slammed his head to the desk, his knife going to the shoulder. "Just push in the code, transfer your vacation fund to this account, and I will leave you with your cold heart, your horny mind, and your cruel spirit."

He let go, the knife still in his back as he slowly rose up to face the screen. He opened his drawer, talking as he did so. "I have to get my fingerprint scanner.... You can never be too careful..." With that he took his hand out and spun around to point a gun in Robin Hood's face. His eyes twinkled with amusement. "Ah... The Ole 'gun in the drawer' bid! If only I thought of that!" Robin said dramatically, laughing at the sound of the empty gun being shot. He then twisted the man's hand, slamming his face on the desk again. "Now lets get back to that code..."

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Robin Hood left how he entered: A small opening in a vent on the 10th floor, where he climbed onto the other building next to Brolin's, and went down the fire escape to never be seen by anyone later that night. It was successful. The only damage Brolin got was a bruised face, and a sprained wrist... It left Robin Hood with Millions he was going to give back to those families he stole from... But that was for tomorrow. Once Brolin wakes up from his little nap, he will most likely call the cops, and try to get some clues he was there. As usual they wouldn't find anything, and Robin will be watching it on his TV later that morning.

In a dim office sat a woman tapping her freshly manicured nails against the cherrywood desk before her that was scattered with open files all labeled with the name robin hood at the top. A sigh escaped her soft lips before she bit the bottom corner of one, no matter how much she looked over these files she could not find a commonality between all of them other then the fact of they all had lots of money. A rap on the door came shortly after she had spun her chair around to take her mind off the case and the sound of the door opening and someone walking in was apparent. " I am sorry to bother you ma'am but he has hit again teams are on their way out now to investigate but Mathews said he will just have the new file on your desk in the morning and that your to go home and rest, he does not like all the overtime you have been pulling over this case." A man spoke with a calm tone as the woman turned to face him.

"How many times must I tell you all, my name is Nicole not ma'am." The woman replied with an annoyed sigh as she looked at the man within her office. She had only joined the FBI a few years ago when she graduated and took the intel courses for the job but she quickly climbed the ladder based off her knowledge. She knew her boss was right about the hours she had been pulling and that she best listen to him, she just didn't like the fact this would be the first scene she would not be involved with directly. Nicole had been hoping to find the one slip up that this guy was eventually bound to have and she might miss it not being there. "Please have everyone on full alert at the scene I don't want anything missed." She stated as she stood up from her chair throwing on her black blazer before walking out of her office.

"Rob... Rob... Get up..!"

Robert Locksley groaned loudly, turning to face the door, flipping him off, then going back to bed, burying his head in his pillow. "Come on, man! You have a busy day!" Robin's best friend, John Little, stood at the doorway. He was a tall, muscular man with some handsome features, and a scar on his cheek. He knew Robert since children. They were at a summer camp where they were faced to go on a pole, and fight with those foam sticks... Robert lost, but John admired his bravery, since no one would go against the overweight kid that everyone was afraid of. That struck a friendship that lasted for a very long time. John had a successful career having a martial arts studio of his own. He has a third degree blackbelt, and masters in the bow staff...

When Robert lost his job and went absolutely broke, he took him in, not expecting anything in return no matter how much he tried... When he brought up the fact of stealing and robbing for the rich, he thought he was absolutely crazy, but someone had to watch over this idiot. He's now second in command of this little group Robert had called the Merry Men...

"I'm unemployed, John! I don't have a busy day at all! I'm tired!" Robert said in his pillow. "That's not true, Robby... I kinda... sorta... got ya a date!" John said happily, another groan coming from Robert. "I'm unemployed, a thief, and a nobody... the poor woman you set me up with is in for a real surprise..." a hesitation. "if I was going."

"Come on! You still got your charm! and somewhat of your looks..." John said jokingly, looking at him. "Look, its nothing serious. I just thought that'd you'd like to do something other than steal at night, and sleep during the day. Get to know the people you are helping! maybe even get a little lady friend for this bed of yours..."

John was hit by a pillow. "I'll think about it. I just need a few more minutes of sleep..." John laughed, shaking his head. "Alright, ten more minutes then your getting your ass ready for the day." Little John then closed the door.

The next morning Anna was sitting at a local coffee shop with her best friend seeing she was instructed to take a few days off work. As she sipped on a grande latté her friend had brought up that Anna had been set up for a blind date later in the evening and it made her face fall not being impressedm "I don't exactly have time for relationships, you know this robin hoof has my whole department on their toes lisa." She replied as she put her cup down on the table infront of her. The two discussed how this date could both help and distract her in life and eventually she gave up on the argument allowing for the blind date. Truthfully she didn't see the guy actually showing up himself seeing blind dates were not very normal for people their age.

Later that evening anna had gotten ready for her date and was wearing a midnight blue dress and black heels with her hair hanging down her back. Walking out of her house she headed for a restraunt just a few blocks away from her place and took a seat at the table Lisa had reserved. Sitting there she had figured she would be the first there and just waited to see if he would show up himself

Robert finally decided to get up today. Not only did the fact that some girl was waiting for the "successful and rich" Robert Locksley to buy her food, but he also had some smaller duties to take care of. At the moment he wore a sports hoodie with jeans and some converse shoes. He stepped out of his room to see John on the couch reading the newspaper. "I am pretty sure you are the only one on this island that still reads the paper." Robert said, walking to the kitchen. John gave a snort, looking up. "It seems that Robin Hood was successful last night... they still have no leads, and this selfish guy is actually being charged of a few pervertish and cruel evidence." John said.

"That's good!" Robert said taking some orange juice out of the fridge and pouring it in a glass. "yeah... and so is Robin Hood... He has just been announced that he's the most wanted man in Manhattan." John added solemnly. Robert shrugged, not really caring. As long as the people were seeing the corruptness and are getting what they deserve, he was happy. "Oh no... that's too bad. good thing I, Robert Locksley, am not." He said with a smirk

"So... you're going on your date like that?" He asked, sitting up and looking at him. Robert shook his head. "I got some things to do. Then the date." He said, walking back into his room. John shook his head, sighing. "Great..."

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Robert came out of the room dressed as an old man. He was covered in dirt and grime, having an beaten trench coat, some wool fingerless gloves, and some other old clothes underneath. He also wore a large hat and sunglasses, and his face was covered with a grimy scarf and dirt. "Excuse me, young man... Can you please give some change to the poor?" he asked in a very good impression. John shook his head. "This is stupid... You have two hours before your date."

"I'll be done by then! I just need to get rid of this money in my pocket." Robert said before leaving out the door.

He wandered the streets of new York carrying his cane as he limped through, holding a tin cup with a sign that read "Change for the poor." How it worked was that with anyone who gave him money, he would give them a couple hundred dollars, saying it was courtesy of Robin Hood. As he did so there were people who blew him off, people who gave him sympathetic looks, and others who did truly did help.

A family walked by, and the young girl stopped her family just to give Robert her very small amount of allowance money. "Why, thank you very much, young lady!" Robert said in his fake voice, the girl smiled and shyly ran back to her dad. With that Robert looked at him, tilting his sunglasses down. "I'd like to give this to you for thanks... and make sure whatever you're doing, keep doing it." He said in his regular voice, pulling out five 100 dollar bills. The man was speechless, his wife gasped, and their kids talked about how that was him. "Courtesy of Robin Hood and his Merry Men..." Robert said with a grin, his young eyes radiating with happiness as the parents thanked him very gratefully. He walked off pretending to be his old self again, looking for the good people in the sea of humanity.

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Robert rushed into the restraint just a few seconds to spare. He wore a nice black suit with a dark blue tie. His dark brown hair was messy, but it looked really good. His green eyes searched the room before going to the desk. He found his reservation under "Lisa" clearly the girl who set up the date with John. Boy was she in for a surprise... he thought to himself, following someone to his table to see a pretty woman sitting at the table.

"Hello... I'm guessing your Lisa's friend." Robert said with a small smile, looking at her. "Robert Locksley..." He introduced himself, waiting for her reaction.

When a man came to the table and mentioned her being Lisa's friend Anna had nodded lightly. In the back of her head she thought to herself how handsome this man was and to thank Lisa for that part. "Nice to meet you Robert, my name is Anna." She replied in a soft tone as she held out her hand to shake his if he returned the motion. Anna herself had met many good looking men to where she learned to be careful around them, there was almost always a flaw hidden by their good looks be it personality to something more along the lines of murder.

(Sorry its so short)

(its totally fine haha)

Robert took her hand with a smile, then letting go of it to sit down. He couldn't help but notice how great she looked... Maybe John was right... she should take it easy and not worry too much about saving people's wallets... The new problem now was how to start this conversation off. "So do you work too much too, or is that just me?" He asked, indicating why she was at this blind date. He tapped his hand on the table, interested on the woman in front of him.

When he had brought up if she worked to much a chukle escaped her lips as she shrugged. "Well my boss and friends seem to think I do, but when someone finds a job they like in their eyes it takes more then the normal amount of work to think they work to much." She replied with a soft tone as she took a sip og the long island ice tea infront of her. This man had a soft side to him that was made obvious by his tone but was still on her guard knowing it could all be an act. She had ready decided not to tell him her line of work knowing it would be best to leave out the fact she normally carried a gun and cuffs on her just incase the FBI work ever got dirty.

Robin nodded, noticing she wasn't telling him her profession. Did he give off a creeper vibe? Was he staring weirdly? Was he staring at all? He decided not to tell her that he was unemployed, and ran around stealing from stuck up rich snobs... "Yeah, apparently I have that same little addiction... We are just two people with a deep passion. Why can't people see that?" He asked with a grin, a waiter now putting two drinks in front of them. Robert took one, taking a sip and looking at her.

Anna smiled when she heard his reply as she then picked up her glass and took a sip from it. She knew only what Robin told her about him seeing her friend had known nothing of him to begin with. Looking up she had to admire how kind this guy seemed and it allowed her to relax. "Yeah I wish my friends could see it that way, but to them I need a real life and they were hoping you would be a good start to that." She replied as she placed the glass back down as she attempted to allow herself to relax at this point.